"Oh," Hugh said with a nod, he had filled that void with machines, but they couldn't talk back, he knew something of the same, "Do you think we could send them to play with other kids their age?" Hugh asked, that might help, maybe they could learn something while they were playing to.

Hugh nodded "We would have to let them go, but they seem to mature very quickly, they already have their magic. Plus they'd learn how to interact with someone, other than us." Hugh explained, it would be a little more work on their part, letting the kids go like that. "We could try and get a career wherever we send them to if you'd like." Hugh suggested.

"Either one, I think we're already seeing some negative effects for keeping them here with us though." Hugh said, they could do a daycare for 'special needs' children, Rachel's son might participate, then there was Erin's sister they had met once.

"I like the idea of where they could be around children like themselves, then they won't feel outcast or unwanted." Erin said softly, having specks of purple in her eyes, as if Merida wanted to share Erins life.

Erin nodded, hugging him, kissing his cheek softly. "Hey, is it ok if Nick stays with us for a while? Ever since that thing with the agency, he's wanted to stick around, he wants us all safe." She said softly.

Erin smiled, kissing him softly. "I'll go tell him." She smiled, rushing to Nick, who was getting the pie out of the oven. "You can stay." She smiled, he hugging her. "Thank you." He smiled, Erin laughing. "Thank Hugh." She smiled, Nick letting go and nodding a thanks to Hugh. "How about we go a few rounds in that training room you talked of?" Nick asked, looking to Erin. "Ok, but prepare to get your ass kicked." She smirked.

Hugh smiled, he was glad Erin at least had a sparring partner, but was worried she'd spend a little too much time with him instead of Hugh. Rain walked into the kitchen. "Hang on honey, that pie is hot." Hugh told her going inside to pick her up, "Let's go see if your brother will play with us." he said, tapping her nose.

Erin and Nick walked to the training room. "Do I have to change?" Erin asked. "Scared you're not flexible enough in normal clothes?" He pouted, Erin rolling her eyes, closing the door. Soon enough they were fighting, and evenly matched.

Chance looked around, before taking the ring he 'found' at the town from his pocket, his eyes on the shiny diamond, he sitting on his bed.

Soon enough Erin pinned Nick against the wall, both of them a little bloody. "Give up yet?" She breathed. Nick shook his head, though kissed her, Erin slapping him fairly hard. "Don't ever do that again!" She shouted, walking out, slamming the door.

Nick went after Erin. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He said, Erin wiping the blood from her lip. "Are you an idiot or something? I'm married to the man I love, and I have two beautiful children with him." Erin snapped, Nick rubbing his forehead. "I know. I-.." He began. "What?! You what?" Erin interrupted. "Nothing." Nick sighed. "Yeah, thats all that was. Nothing." Erin said, getting a slice of pie.

Hugh smiled, he was glad he could finally play with his children. "Okay okay okay, to play either we have to get the blankets of the beds, those will be our roof and walls." Hugh explained, pulling off a smaller blanket at the foot of Rain's bed.

Chance pulled the blanket off his bed, the ring slipping off his bed from under his pillow. "Mine, daddy." He smiled, handing it to him.

Erin sat at the table with her slice of pie. "I'm gonna have to tell Hugh, and we've only just got things back to the way they were. This'll ruin it." Erin sighed. "Don't tell him." Nick said. "You said he killed someone, right? What if he kills me?" Nick asked. "Then you'll learn your lesson. You don't kiss married women!" Erin growled, looking away. Nick just sighed, walking off.

Hugh sighed and looked at Chance, "Mommy used to do that to, if you can take things like that then that would mean that other people can take them back,"Hugh explained "would you like it if I took your ring?" Hugh asked him, lifting him onto his knee.